I guess any day that begins with a chocolate chip pancake and ends with a chocolate chip cookie is destined to be fairly decent.
I'm on my way to bed--just in time for the thunderstorm to arrive. I swear to god, I could spend 3/4 of my life asleep and I'd still be tired. Wtf is wrong with me? I'm already dreading waking up tomorrow.
So, breakfast with friends, grocery shopping, hair cut (the standard six fade), a domestic project, and suddenly the weekend is over.
Don't let the bed bugs bite.